Inappropriate Touching, Deliverance, Chocolate Vodka and Backyard Camping

Where to start?

There are many posts around the blogosphere describing the events of this past weekend. Hysteric at Eric's was right!

First of all, if you get the opportunity to go on a road trip with Bou and Morrigan, take it. Be prepared to cry from laughter. Men, old stories, life theories, men, junk food, Cosmo quizes, men...yea, it went something like that.

Eric is the ultimate host. Plenty of good people, good food and good drinks. But let me tell you, if he ever tells you to look directly in his eyes, make sure someone else has their eyes on his hands ;-)

And Mrs. SWG is a trooper! Working all day and then drinking with the rest of us all night. All while watching her house be attacked by rockets and bloggers.

Morrigan and I made the run Friday night to the Mexican restaurant to pick up $150 worth of Mexican food. One of the employees offered to bring the large box of food to my truck. Funny how his tip went from $5 to $10 when he started showing those muscles!

I finally got to meet CalTechGirl after one failed attempt while I was in Cali. She still must be recovering as she has yet to post on the event. I passed down the infamous horn hat as she, this time, was the one that traveled the furthest. I'm glad she made the trip!

T1G and I started sharing drunken stories until I made him cry with my last one. However, Morrigan felt it necessary to tell the sober side of the story to everyone.

I never heard the end of it. Especially from Zonker who kept trying to push the Jager on me for a reinactment. Yea, wasn't happening.

Speaking of nasty alcohol...

You know Bou's chocolate addiction? Well, it seems that if it taste like chocolate...she'll try it. She can tell you the rest...

Yabu was a trip. He certainly isn't shy, that one.

Saturday morning, before breakfast, I told Bou and Morrigan that I had to sleep with the TV on because of how loud the snoring was in the room next to me. I won't name any names.

Speaking of RSM& T1G, just like last year, RSM had prior engagements that caused him to leave early. I think it was just because he couldn't smooth talk himself into another room for the 2nd night and didn't want to camp out in the cold. :-)

Yes, camping out in the cold. Dax came prepared with blankets, sleeping bags, a 10 man tent and a guitar. Dax seems to have a lot of dirt on a lot of the bloggers there that night. Wow, the stories were flying!

Another man with many stories, Velociman. All I can say is this man has a great chemistry with monkeys. I may never be able to go to the zoo without having nightmares of what I saw!

I always enjoy getting to see Denny. Man, can he play the guitar (and the kazoo - despite Eric's poor kazoo timing). I could sit there and listen to him and Jimbo play for hours. Which we did.

I got to see Teresa again, after 2 years. I was so glad she was able to make it, even for a short while. She's always fun to chat with.

Johnny-Oh was there again. I thought for a moment that there might be the need for an ambulance as I watched out the window, Johnny-Oh climbing the ladder onto Eric's house. Scary.

Speaking of scary, I believe there was a moment when Eric handed Redneck his NCO sword. I just knew someone was going to get hurt or there might be some huntin' out in the back with that thing.

And I finally got to meet Ellison and his beautiful wife. Ellison wrote a beautiful song for Eric's birthday that summed up the weekend very nicely. He also happened to be the man with the camera for the weekend. So, I am worried about what pictures might surface in the next few days.

And I believe one of my favorite lines of the weekend was at the Pumkin Festival when Ellison's wife, SWMBO paused and said, "Is that music from the Deliverance?" And it was. A family of 4 on the back of a druck with their banjos and guitars for the whole big town to see. Between that and the 2 day old pig, I believe it was a successful festival.

I hope that's everyone. I feel like I might be forgetting someone, and if I am, I am terribly sorry...blame it on the chocolate vodka!